"roll!"

The latter slapped it out with all his strength.

Boom.

Li Xuanyu was knocked out and bleeding from all his orifices.

But she still ignored it and charged forward crazily again.

Buzz!

Han Yang's figure flashed and stood in front of Li Xuanyu, placing his palm on her shoulder.

"I'm fine."

Looking into Li Xuanyu's scarlet eyes, Han Yang said softly.

Li Xuanyu's lips trembled uncontrollably, his delicate body kept trembling, and there was a layer of mist in his scarlet eyes.

At that moment before, she also thought... Han Yang was dead.

She never thought that Han Yang would die.

She couldn't even imagine what her world would be like after Han Yang died.

Even though she was seriously injured by the leader of the Holy Cult, she still could not recover from the grief and fear of losing Han Yang.

Almost crazy, just thinking...to die together.

It wasn't until Han Yang's warm palm fell on her shoulder that she realized that Han Yang was alive and well.

On the side, Han Yang, whose heart warmed when he saw Li Xuanyu's true feelings, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and asked with a hint of provocation: "Are you interested in joining forces with me to kill this hateful guy?"

"Um!"

Li Xuanyu nodded vigorously, turned around suddenly, and looked at the Holy Cult leader's beautiful eyes, filled with crazy murderous intent.

She lived her life wantonly, free and uninhibited, and had almost never hated someone so much.

Now, I just want to cut the guy in front of me into pieces.

"You deserve to die! You... all deserve to die!"

The Holy Cult leader's face was still covered with blood, and his face was extremely distorted.

Definitely countless times crazier than Li Xuanyu.

He possesses almost invincible terrifying strength in the desolate land and even in the Eighteen Continents of the Eastern Region.

Since the day he became famous, almost no one has left any wounds on his body.

Today, Han Yang unexpectedly broke through the defense.

A knife mark was left on his noble face.

"die!"

A jade-colored long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Even when he assassinated Han Yang, he did not use his sword, but now he drew his sword, which shows the resentment in his heart at this moment.

Zheng!

Amidst the sound of swords, a demon god appeared behind him.

The huge figure became one with his body.

The sizzling sound of corrosion lasted for a long time, and the surrounding hundreds of feet of ground were all corroded by the airflow, creating deep pits.

Even the skins of General Zuo and others were left with traces of corrosion.

Han Yang is close to God.

The leader of the holy religion is close to the devil.
Chapter completed!